Every now and then something just inexplicable happens around here. Although, daily life around here would be pretty baffling for most, but sometimes it’s just stranger than the usual activity for us.
It was a regular weekday. I followed the usual routine of feeding the goat in the back yard, putting the dogs in the crates, locking up and heading out to the studio just a short time before my husband, Devo, was due home. The only thing that was out of the ordinary was UPS had delivered a 40 lb bag of dog food that I had left sitting in the living room since it was too heavy for me to take to the dogs’ room. That’s why we have husbands right?
Right on schedule, Devo arrived home shortly after I left. The curious part is what he came home to.
He had trouble opening the front door. He claimed it felt like he was pushing something heavy out of the way to enter the house. We only use the front door since the other doors in the house have slide locks as opposed to keyed entries. After a great deal of struggle, he gained entry and found it was the box containing the 40 lb bag of dog food against the door causing his trouble. For those of you saying to yourselves, “couldn’t it have just tipped over to block the door?”, I say, the box was at least six feet away from the door and would have had to have moved quite a way to get to it’s current location. This was just the beginning of the weirdness.
The next step of his routine was to let the dogs out of the crates I had stored them in while they were alone. When he opened the door to the dogs’ room, he did not find either of the dogs in their crates, but a miniature pygmy goat in the house instead! Luckily, she hadn’t caused any damage or mess so he guided her back out the back door. What confused him at this point was that he assumed I had left the door ajar when doing the pet duties, but the door was securely locked when he went to let her back out. And there were the dogs enjoying the freedom of the back yard.
You may remember that my husband hasn’t always been so accepting that the ghosts are the cause of our perplexing issues. I wasn’t due home for a few hours, so he had some time to contemplate a logical explanation for how this scenario had unfolded.
His rational and logical explanation : An elaborate prank had been pulled by an unknown person using the following steps:
• Scale the six foot privacy fence to enter the back yard
• Find an unlocked window, which are all at least 8-10 feet above the ground, and enter the house
• Move the 40 lb bag of food so that it blocks entry via the front door
• Stop to laugh at the thought of Devo pushing and pushing the front door to get in
• Let the dogs out of their latched crates into the back yard
• Allow the goat to come in as the dogs are going out
• Relock all doors
• Climb back out the window, somehow reclosing screens and storm windows and jump the 8-10 feet down
• Again, scale the fence to leave the yard
• Laugh all night about the joke played on us while putting away the ladders that were necessary to complete this job
OK, so this was the only explanation he could come up with and even he acknowledged that it was a little far-fetched and probably was indeed, not what took place.
My simple explanation: The ghosts did it.
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